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holmes_minorWelcome all!
This month we are making a return trip to that wonderful music hall, YouTube. However, we aren’t going there to hear a singer. Instead they are having a cinema night! And the film we will be watching is Alice in Wonderland, which stars May Clark in the title role and is directed by Percy Stow and Cecil M. Hepworth. Hepworth Studios happens to be situated in Walton-on-Thames in Surrey, which coincidentally is where my cousin Ada and her family live. And apparently Ada’s granddaughter Selina has a small role in the film as the Three of Diamonds! It’s most exciting.
But just before we get going… You may remember that last time we travelled to YouTube there was a certain… incident. Mrs. Small-Hobbit was left behind when we departed from the hall in order to make our journey home.
And, well, I’m not trying to apportion blame here. And I’m not trying to point any fingers. Even if it was Mrs. Frankles who saw Mrs. S-M having one last drink in the bar and omitted to tell her we were leaving for the station.
No, I bring it up simply because I want to make sure this unfortunate occurrence doesn’t happen again. So I have personally arranged to have individual itineraries typed up for everyone, indicating times of trains and what to do in the case of separation from the main party. And to make absolutely certain that Mrs. Small-Hobbit will be returning home with the rest of us, I have put her in charge of distributing these itineraries.
And with that all sorted out, off to the station to catch the train to YouTube!
😺🐰😺🐰😺
And we’re back from Wonderland!
Wasn’t that splendid? Marvellous costumes and so atmospheric. And I thought Selina did so well. And we’re all back safely in one piece too! Nobody left behind this ti—
Actually…
Where is Mrs. Frankles?
Mrs. Small-Hobbit? You did give Mrs. Frankles a copy of the itinerary, didn’t you?
Mrs. Small-Hobbit...?
Oh, Mrs. Small-Hobbit. How could you?
Bessie, dear? Would you mind just popping down to Scotland Yard and letting Inspector Hopkins know we have another ‘Lost Lamb’ situation? Thank you.
And while we’re waiting for Mrs. Frankles to be rounded up, let us turn our thoughts to our poems.
Here is a quotation from Dr. Watson’s story ‘The Empty House’, which may assist you in your compositions:
All was still and dark, save only that brilliant yellow screen in front of us with the black figure outlined upon its centre.
And here are the usual suggestions for poetry forms:
221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, alexandrine, ballad, barzelletta, beeswing, blackout poetry, blitz poem, blues stanza, bref double, Burns stanza, call and response, chastushka, cherita, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, clogyrnach, colour poems, compound word verse, concrete poetry, Cornish verse, curtal sonnet, débat, décima, descort, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, echo verse, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, elegiac stanza, elfje, englyn, enuig, epigram, epistle, epitaph, epulaeryu, Etheree, fable, Fib, florette, found poetry, free verse, ghazal, haiku, hay(na)ku, In Memoriam stanza, Italian sonnet, jueju, kennings poem, lanturne, lies, limerick, line messaging, list poem, lyric poetry, mathnawī, micropoetry, mini-monoverse, musette, nonsense verse, palindrome poetry, pantoum, Parallelismus Membrorum, poem cycle, puente, quatern, quintilla, renga, rhyming alliterisen, riddle, rimas dissolutas, rime couée, rispetto, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, shadorma, sonnet, stream of consciousness, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triangular triplet, tricube, trine, triolet, Tyburn, villanelle, xenolith
As always, all poems can be left as comments on my page!
(Any news, Bessie…? Oh, well. Fingers crossed.)
This month we are making a return trip to that wonderful music hall, YouTube. However, we aren’t going there to hear a singer. Instead they are having a cinema night! And the film we will be watching is Alice in Wonderland, which stars May Clark in the title role and is directed by Percy Stow and Cecil M. Hepworth. Hepworth Studios happens to be situated in Walton-on-Thames in Surrey, which coincidentally is where my cousin Ada and her family live. And apparently Ada’s granddaughter Selina has a small role in the film as the Three of Diamonds! It’s most exciting.
But just before we get going… You may remember that last time we travelled to YouTube there was a certain… incident. Mrs. Small-Hobbit was left behind when we departed from the hall in order to make our journey home.
And, well, I’m not trying to apportion blame here. And I’m not trying to point any fingers. Even if it was Mrs. Frankles who saw Mrs. S-M having one last drink in the bar and omitted to tell her we were leaving for the station.
No, I bring it up simply because I want to make sure this unfortunate occurrence doesn’t happen again. So I have personally arranged to have individual itineraries typed up for everyone, indicating times of trains and what to do in the case of separation from the main party. And to make absolutely certain that Mrs. Small-Hobbit will be returning home with the rest of us, I have put her in charge of distributing these itineraries.
And with that all sorted out, off to the station to catch the train to YouTube!
And we’re back from Wonderland!
Wasn’t that splendid? Marvellous costumes and so atmospheric. And I thought Selina did so well. And we’re all back safely in one piece too! Nobody left behind this ti—
Actually…
Where is Mrs. Frankles?
Mrs. Small-Hobbit? You did give Mrs. Frankles a copy of the itinerary, didn’t you?
Mrs. Small-Hobbit...?
Oh, Mrs. Small-Hobbit. How could you?
Bessie, dear? Would you mind just popping down to Scotland Yard and letting Inspector Hopkins know we have another ‘Lost Lamb’ situation? Thank you.
And while we’re waiting for Mrs. Frankles to be rounded up, let us turn our thoughts to our poems.
Here is a quotation from Dr. Watson’s story ‘The Empty House’, which may assist you in your compositions:
All was still and dark, save only that brilliant yellow screen in front of us with the black figure outlined upon its centre.
And here are the usual suggestions for poetry forms:
221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, alexandrine, ballad, barzelletta, beeswing, blackout poetry, blitz poem, blues stanza, bref double, Burns stanza, call and response, chastushka, cherita, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, clogyrnach, colour poems, compound word verse, concrete poetry, Cornish verse, curtal sonnet, débat, décima, descort, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, echo verse, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, elegiac stanza, elfje, englyn, enuig, epigram, epistle, epitaph, epulaeryu, Etheree, fable, Fib, florette, found poetry, free verse, ghazal, haiku, hay(na)ku, In Memoriam stanza, Italian sonnet, jueju, kennings poem, lanturne, lies, limerick, line messaging, list poem, lyric poetry, mathnawī, micropoetry, mini-monoverse, musette, nonsense verse, palindrome poetry, pantoum, Parallelismus Membrorum, poem cycle, puente, quatern, quintilla, renga, rhyming alliterisen, riddle, rimas dissolutas, rime couée, rispetto, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, shadorma, sonnet, stream of consciousness, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triangular triplet, tricube, trine, triolet, Tyburn, villanelle, xenolith
As always, all poems can be left as comments on my page!
(Any news, Bessie…? Oh, well. Fingers crossed.)
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Date: 2018-03-20 05:18 pm (UTC)She had only herself to blame
She’ll have to find her own way home
Oh isn’t it such a shame?
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Date: 2018-03-20 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-03-20 06:50 pm (UTC)Who’s taken her to tea with a hare
Perhaps she’s eaten a mushroom
She’s definitely not quite all there
no subject
Date: 2018-03-20 09:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-03-20 09:54 pm (UTC)Which would make her rather tall
Someone find a suitable fan
She’s not feeling herself at all!
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Date: 2018-03-21 11:57 pm (UTC)Let me make this very clear
I'm no longer not all there
'Cos now I am all here!
I grew to almost five foot six
So to shrink I made my plans
I hastened back to this Holmes comm
Where I've got my choice of fans ^_^
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Date: 2018-03-22 10:14 am (UTC)Mrs H is having a lie down in preparation for the next outing.
Clerihew
Date: 2018-03-20 07:56 pm (UTC)Was an adventurous miss
She followed a rabbit
Let’s hope it doesn’t become a habit
RE: Clerihew
Date: 2018-03-20 09:38 pm (UTC)Re: Clerihew
Date: 2018-03-20 09:51 pm (UTC)The Doctor & the Lazarus Sleuth (1st 5 stanzas of parody of The Walrus & the Carpenter, TBC)
Date: 2018-03-21 03:31 am (UTC)singing like a lark,
‘twas shoot of March, not April’s buds,
which, ‘pon me, scratched a mark;
‘a line of least resistance’ quest
led me across the Park.
From Park to Lane, that eventide
washed up like unsliced bread
upon the pavement, I looked up
at window overhead
and wished a lively plain-clothes sleuth
a dapper one, long-dead.
Disgusted, I withdrew and turned,
but then, to my chagrin,
I trod upon a poor old man
and to compound the sin,
a few of his much-treasured tomes
were sent to ground, a-spin.
Once set to rights, with snarl, he fled,
Still puzzled, I adjourned
to study for to brood upon
the mystery concerned.
And, lo! In haste, appeared the man
whose books I’d overturned.
He offered me a British Birds.
He offered Catallus
He offered me The Holy War
in volumes numerous,
He bid me pardon for his gruff
with charm quite humourous.
Re: The Doctor & the Lazarus Sleuth (1st 5 stanzas of parody of The Walrus & the Carpenter, TBC)
Date: 2018-03-21 01:09 pm (UTC)Re: The Doctor & the Lazarus Sleuth (1st 5 stanzas of parody of The Walrus & the Carpenter, TBC)
Date: 2018-03-21 01:39 pm (UTC)I may also do something with the idea of silhouettes and shadow puppets. When I had my brief foray into puppeteering I learned about Javanese stick puppets, which are shadow puppets. Trying to link the line in The Empty House with the silhouette of Holmes on the Tor in The Hound of the Baskervilles. But I haven't found the right poetic form yet.
RE: The Doctor & the Lazarus Sleuth (1st 5 stanzas of parody of The Walrus & the Carpenter, TBC)
Date: 2018-03-22 06:41 am (UTC)Re: The Doctor & the Lazarus Sleuth (1st 5 stanzas of parody of The Walrus & the Carpenter, TBC)
Date: 2018-03-22 12:13 pm (UTC)Re: The Doctor & the Lazarus Sleuth (1st 5 stanzas of parody of The Walrus & the Carpenter, TBC)
Date: 2018-03-23 12:24 am (UTC)Though spring was springing everywhere,
singing like a lark,
‘twas shoot of March, not April’s buds,
which, ‘pon me, scratched a mark;
From Park to Lane, that eventide/ washed up like unsliced bread
And that final (so far) stanza.
Re: The Doctor & the Lazarus Sleuth (1st 5 stanzas of parody of The Walrus & the Carpenter, TBC)
Date: 2018-03-23 11:38 am (UTC)Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-22 05:24 am (UTC)“And your skin is nut-brown, I may say.
An air of despondency hangs ‘round your head –
Now tell me, how came you this way?”
“In my pride,” Dr. Watson replied to his friend,
“I marched to Afghanistan’s plains
To serve Queen and country to the bitter end –
You can see just how little remains.”
“You are sad,” Stamford said, “as I mentioned before,
And your cheque-book is lean and not fat.
A hotel’s too dear for those new to this shore –
Pray, what is your answer for that?”
“If I could,” Watson said, as he leaned on his cane,
“I would find a place here to afford.
My pension might cover some rooms, very plain,
With another to share room and board.”
“That is odd,” said the dresser, “for this very day
You’re the second to tell that to me.
There’s a chemist at Bart’s, and it’s right on our way –
This might be the answer, you see.”
“By Jove!” Watson cried. “He’s the fellow I seek,
If a quiet and studious chap,
For my nerves are all shot and my body is weak –
What good fortune to fall in my lap!”
***
“You are old,” Stamford said, “most would hardly suppose
You’d have lasted three months with that man.
But it’s thirty-three years since that day when you chose –
Tell me how that worked, if you can!”
“Dear old Stamford,” said Watson, “I can’t stay to chat.
He phoned me – the job ends tonight.
One last bow in Sussex, a German laid flat –
Then we’ll catch up. And thank you. Good night!”
RE: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-22 06:41 am (UTC)Re: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-23 06:03 am (UTC)Re: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-22 10:16 am (UTC)Re: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-23 06:04 am (UTC)RE: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-22 12:15 pm (UTC)Re: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-23 06:07 am (UTC)Re: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-23 12:31 am (UTC)Re: Doctor Watson (a la "Father William")
Date: 2018-03-23 06:17 am (UTC)(It probably helps that in the magnificent BBC Radio One series, Stamford does indeed appear in HIS LAST BOW - he and Watson are observing New Year's Eve at Bart's in 1914.)